Law of the Devil

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Chapter 230: The Secret of Gilliard City!

Dewey doesn't know how long he's been in a coma, but as a magician, he manipulates his mental powers a lot, and he made some kind of mental suggestion to himself before he went into a coma.

So, in fact, when he woke up from a coma, the sky was not yet bright.

Chest pain has been relieved a lot, Dewey tried to warp his head, just felt the headache cracked, something in his brain stretched out as if something had cracked, slightly moving his mind, feeling dizzy.

“You better not move and not think about anything now.” The voice of the Grigg witch came from around.

This little mouse is once again transformed into a big, tall rat -- God knows, if someone saw it like this, it would scare the shit out of you.

“My head hurts so bad.” Dewey moaned.

“It's normal.” The Grigg wizard held a cup in his hands, tucked it into Dewey's mouth, and poured it in little by little.

Dewey frowned: “It's bitter... what... well, how can I smell a bit of ice berry fruit? You're not gonna feed me that, are you? ”

“It's just a little medicine… I've deliberately added a little ice berry fruit, and, you know, ice berry fruit can relieve pain, and this stuff can stimulate people's mental strength, although it's mostly used as an ecstasy… Well, don't worry, I diluted it to the safest amount and it won't hurt you. ”

The Grigg witch dropped the cup and took another towel and wiped Dewey's mouth corner of the medicine.

“When can I recover?” Dewey immediately asked impatiently.

“I must warn you, my Duke, my little genius magician!” Grigg's tone is ridiculous: “Mage Rule # 1: Don't overdo your magic at any time, or you'll die looking awful - you don't even know that, do you? ”

Dewey laughed bitterly: "Of course I do. ”

“Don't think I'm kidding.” The Grigg Witch is a serious warning to Dewey: “For us magicians, spiritual power is our very essence! And if you overuse magic to make your mental power more usable than you fit... then your brain will go wrong... I know, there have been a lot of crazy guys in history, because overuse magic, overspend magic and become an idiot! Do you want to be an idiot? ”

“But I heard that overdraft magic would drain me into adulthood.” Dewey leaves his mouth open.

“That was a much worse result.” Gerger choked on Dewey and said, "What do you like about being an idiot and being sucked into adulthood? ”

Dewey shrunk her neck: “I don't like it either. ”

“Then listen to me, don't try to overdraft your magic again, this time you are dangerous... if it wasn't for the colorful stone ring I made you... you would already be a skeleton with human skin. ”

After sighing, the Grigg witch stared at Dewey... this scene is a bit ridiculous: a big mouse stared at you, and there was a hint of blame and regret in his eyes.

But Dewey couldn't laugh, and he felt that the Geiger Witch was serious.

“You're the boss of all of us now.” Grigg shrugged his shoulders: "Whether we like it or not, but that's the truth: you're the boss! The fate of many people now rests with you! Mine, Hussein's, Vivian's, Her Majesty Queen Medusa's... your men... if you have a problem, then everyone is in disarray. So, even if you don't care about your own life, think about our lives before you venture into adventure. ”

After taking a mixture of ice berries, the effect was obvious, and Dewey quickly felt less headache. He sat up, touched his ribs, and found it didn't hurt either: "My ribs? ”

“Rest assured, I did not give you a drink of the Fountain of Youth.” Mouse shaking head: “I would do a little therapy, although not very strong, but I could barely do it with a few bones. ”

Dewey barely climbed out of the bed, holding his hands to the bed, and stood steady: "What time is it? ”

“If you go to the window, you can see that the sun is just rising. ”

After a pause, the Grigg witch suddenly spoke a little low: “Dewey, I must apologize to you... because I didn't do much to help when the Prairies attacked the city. ”

Dewey waved: “I understand... you can't go out and meet people like this. ”

Humanity is one of the cruellest creatures, especially the harshest of all living beings. Like the Grigg Witch, if a human rat walks out, it is immediately treated as a monster and even causes human panic... and hatred!

In fact, among Dewey's men, only those who knew that the humanoid mouse of the Grigg Witch existed were those who had been involved in the frozen forest adventure together.

In addition to this, there are now two people in Gilliant City, Solskaya and Sete, who are aware of the existence of the Gegwizard. Solskaya is already Dewey's old man, and this genius of magic experiments has been identified by Dewey as a core member, and the magician's psychological acceptance is much stronger than normal. As for Sett... now that Dewey has deceived him from the Magic Union in a despicable way, there is no other way for this brainy genius to go than to follow Dewey in a desperate manner.

In the production base of Gilliant City, it is nominally hosted by Solskaya and Sete, but in fact, in the process of experimentation and production, the two people have to secretly consult the mouse. After all, this mouse can go through the complete system of magic learning authentic magician, the rank is much higher than the two geniuses, the experience, and the knowledge of magic theory are even more valuable.

“Soon, my deformation technique is about to be promoted again... then I can barely become a human being... then take the opportunity to drink the water of the Fountain of Youth...” The Grigg Witch pulled up the curtains, let the sun spill in outside, then walked aside and blew out the candle, turning back to Dewey: “I can be human again... but my deformation technique will be greatly reduced again. ”

Dewey sighed: "Well, let's not talk about it, there are 20,000 enemies out of town now, let's think about how to get rid of those prairie wolves... I think you must have some surprises for me? ”

Dewey blinked.

Gerger nodded: “Indeed... that batch has been made, the first batch of experiments have been completed, and Solskaya and I have tested it and it feels good. But you know, this stuff is a lot of time consuming, especially the seedlings, and it's very troublesome to cultivate, and sometimes it dies before we use it to fuel them. The genius idea of that old lunatic is crazy, but it's a waste of time! God... I'm afraid if we didn't have the ‘time passes’ springs, even if we were rich as emperors, we wouldn't be able to make such a bunch of things! This is basically accumulated with a lot of money… and with luck, throwing more money will hit the water drift. ”

Dewey smiled: "Show me. ”

The Grigg witch turned to the corner of the wall, then moved a box on the ground, pulled up a floor on the ground and immediately revealed a passage below.

Dewey opened his eyes and said, "God, when did you get a secret passage out here? Is this secret passage leading to our secret warehouse? ”

“Yes, that's right.” Grigg sighs: “Don't forget, I can't shake out the door anytime, anywhere, every time I go out in a robe without showing my face... I have to choose at night. It's very inconvenient, so I simply made a tunnel that leads directly from my room to Solskaya and Sete's lab, as well as our secret storage warehouse. ”

Dewey walked up to the secret passage and looked at the steps below the floor. The passage didn't look small. He smiled bitterly: "How much time did you spend making this thing... this secret passage definitely can't let the slaves do it, did you dig it alone? ”

The Grigg Witch smiled mysteriously: "Don't forget, I'm a rat - rats are the best at drilling holes! ”

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The secret passage was not too wide, but it went all the way down, but there were three or four forks below, cold and damp, and a tiny trace of moss on the surrounding wall.

This is the Governor's Palace in the original city of Gilliard, which has been out of repair for a long time, and Dewey walked away for a while, and you can see that this secret passage was definitely not dug up by the Mouse Grigg Witch alone. Even if it had a legion of rats, it would never have made such a big project!

“Where did this mystery come from?” Dewey wondered.

The Grigg Witch finally laughed... it was a weird thing to have a smile on a mouse's face: “Well, to be honest, I did intend to dig an underground tunnel myself, not a big one, as long as I could pass when I turned into a little mouse —— that's not hard. But when I dug down in the room, I found this place. I wish Ben would have been surprised, too, how there is such a secret passage under this Governor's Palace… perhaps it was made by the former Governor. ”

When Dewey thought about it, he was released.

The north-west, especially in Desa 'a province, is closest to the opposite ethnicity and has been subjected to perennial interracial aggression - something that the North-West Army cannot expect. So many households are used to cellars in their homes, and when horse thieves or grassland bandits come to visit, they raise their families to hide in the cellar.

It's not unusual for some large households to come up with a secret passage.

It's just... looking at this curved secret lane in front of you... this project is a little too big, isn't it?

Dewey also lived in this dilapidated Governor's Palace for a while, but never thought that there would be such a place under his feet!

A dozen meters further forward, a tripartite junction appeared in the tunnel. "This place is huge, to be honest, even I haven't turned it all around, and I only know about half of it now, and there are exactly two directions leading to their lab in Solskaya, and the other direction is our storage warehouse… the road ahead is not very good, let's be careful. ”

Dewey stopped and looked at the mouse seriously: "You said you hadn't walked all over the place? When did you find out? ”

“Uh... about a month ago.” The mouse smiled.

Dewey looked a little ugly: “Why didn't you send someone to tell me? ”

As if Gerger didn't care, he sighed: “My Duke, I've seen it all over the place, it's huge, but I haven't found anything... If I find anything here, I'll send someone to inform you first. Well, I think this is just an underground shelter dug out by the former Governor. You don't have to make a fuss, do you? ”

And Dewey shook his head, and his expression was serious: "Grigg, you're wrong. ”

Dewey suddenly took a step back, lay down on the ground and touched the surrounding ground, then listened carefully to the air and slight airflow in the secret lane, and then he stood up and rubbed the dirt in his hand: "My mouse, Prime Minister... you really don't understand! You're a magician, but you obviously don't know architecture! Jesus, you think this is an underground shelter? I'm telling you, with my research on Roland Empire architecture as a child, this is definitely not as simple as a shelter! ”

He stamped the floor, "Did you find it? The ground here is not flat, it's a very fine slope from high to low... very fine, if you don't look closely, you won't find it! Often these gradient floors are created to prevent water from flooding in! The water flows low so that what is stored at height will not be damped!” Paused, he pointed to the far side of the tunnel: “Did you hear the subtle airflow? It means there's a hidden vent, otherwise this place has been buried for so many years, you dare to come down and you will soon suffocate to death. ”

He pointed to the intersection: “Most importantly, do you think an underground shelter needs so many intersections? ”

Grigg shrugged his shoulder: “Perhaps the people who built this place feared that the enemy would rush down to confuse them? ”

Dewey laughed, and he stopped arguing with the Grigg Witch. After all, it was a bad idea to have a specialty in the arts and discuss architecture with a magician.

“Hey, you went wrong, we're going left.” The Grigg witch shouted as he watched Dewey walk to the right fork.

“I know, I'm just curious about this place.” Dewey said, laughing. “Okay, come on, take me for a walk. ”

Gerger sighed, leaving Dewey alone.

Rat speculation actually makes sense, the secret passage is no more than two people shoulder to shoulder and no more than one person's height. Walking along the fork, you'll find two turns later, one digging cellar-like room on each side of the wall.

“This must be where you hide people.” The Grigg witch laughed.

“My dear Prime Minister Rat.” Dewey doesn't have the guts to point at these cellars that are as dense as bug eggs: “How many people do you think you can fit in so many cellars if you're hiding them? Five hundred? 800 people? Damn... if it's a safe haven for refuge, the fewer people you know, the better! Never make a place like this that can hold hundreds of people! Besides, what's he doing with all these rooms? Do you still need to sleep in separate rooms to escape underground? ”

Finally, Dewey gauged the height of these cellars and looked even more puzzled: "My gringo witch! You've probably been a mouse too long, you've forgotten how tall normal people are! You see, these cellars are huge, but they're not tall! If it's a grown man, in this cellar, it's the only thing that curls around! ”

After a pause, Dewey looked back at the Grigg Witch: “And don't you think it's strange? We've been gone so long, what have you found? ”

“… no.” Mouse shook his head: “It's empty, nothing. ”

“It's weird that there's nothing.” Dewey frowned: “This is underground! But we've been gone so long. What do you see? This underground building, theoretically, has been out of light for years and is best suited for rat ants or snakes… these creatures survive! But did you see a mouse here? Did you see a centipede or any insects here? I just took a closer look, there's not even an ant here! Don't you think it's strange? ”

The Grigg witch is finally speechless.

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At the end of the tunnel, a wall appeared in front of Dewey.

“This is the end.” Grigg said, “I've been here, I haven't found anything. Do you want to go back another way? ”

Dewey did not speak and stood here quietly, looking at the wall, silent for a long time, seemed to be thinking about something.

“Something's wrong.” Dewey shook his head suddenly: “I don't think it's right. ”

He pointed to the wall, pointing back to the tunnel behind him: “I just walked all the way here and felt that the people who built this place were very architectural... but this is the way to go, this tunnel should never be a wall! Architecturally, you see, we just walked all the way down here, and the foot seemed flat, and there was actually a slight slope all the way up! If this is where you store things, then this is the highest place in this underground maze! Since they built this, there should be a cellar or room where things are stored… definitely not a wall. ”

“So, what's behind this wall? Maybe a secret room?” The Grigg Witch is also interested.

“Just unravel the wall and you'll see.” Dewey smiled.

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The walls in this secret passage are built with sturdy stones from the northwest. It may be difficult for ordinary people to break down a wall, but for two magicians it's really simple.

The Grigg witch carried out a magic of “earth element decomposition”. On the wall in front of it, the earth element in the original hard stone instantly decomposed and passed away. The original hard stone became soft as tofu and was easily excavated.

After digging through the walls, it was a dusty, long-enclosed smell! This disgusting smell almost didn't bring Dewey out with him, and he covered his nose with force: "Oh, my God, what the hell is in there! Is it the bathroom? ”

The Grigg witch also looked like she was going to faint at any time: "I'm afraid the bathroom doesn't smell that bad! ”

The inside of the wall was indeed a secret room, but the dust had been sealed for too long, the inside was suddenly opened, and immediately the cloudy air almost suffocated, while Dewey ripped off a corner of her coat and wrapped her nose, then randomly made a little wind magic, so that the wind poured in, and a moment later, the dirty air inside was swept away, so that she walked in carefully.

He touched a magic gem from his arms and infused it with a touch of magic. The magic gem immediately lit up the secret room.

Under the light, you can clearly see the countless particles of dust floating in the air, and under the spectacular light, Dewey saw what was in the secret room and had to stand still, and behind her, Gerger whispered: “God, what are these things?! ”

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On the ground, there are several corpses upside down... no, just a few skeletons to be exact!

I don't know how many years have passed since the flesh and blood of these bodies have long rotted into dust... assuming that when they just walked in, the disgusting smell was the smell of the corpse sealed in this room, and they couldn't help but want to throw up!

And the dust particles in the air are mostly corpses after the decay and weathering of these dead people...

Dewey looked pale and if he hadn't barely supported it, I'm afraid he'd really throw up on the spot.

But under curiosity, he bowed down, held his breath, and carefully examined the bones.

Rationally, even bones will corrode after years of storage! But these skeletons are weird!

First is their texture! Dewey suddenly discovered that while some of these skeletons had become black after oxidation, they were hidden... with a bit of metallic shine!!

Strange, the skeleton of the creature. How does it look like metal?

Bearing a nasty feeling, Dewey ripped off a piece of cloth and wrapped his hand around it, knocking it gently... then he made sure that the texture of these bones was extremely hard! If it is a normal bone, as the calcium passes, it becomes brittle and even hollow… but these skeletons, fine texture, are even harder!

No wonder these skeletons are so intact when flesh and blood rot!

And the second point... it startled Dewey!!

These skeletons… do not seem to be human!!

Or… they are very human, but not human!

For example, a skeleton in front of it looks roughly like a human being, but more like a dwarf in size and height... but more skeletal and extremely sturdy!

Or… is… the legendary dwarf?!

There are several other skeletons, most of which are similar in construction to humans, but some individual places, such as teeth, skull shape, and fingers...

Dewey looked back at the Grigg witch and found the mouse silly.

“Grigg Witch.” Dewey smiled as if she was infiltrating: “You know what I remember looking at these things? ”

“What?”

Dewey took a deep breath:

“Remember those strange creatures we saw on the dragon's guarded mountain that were killed by the dragon clan in an attempt to break through the mountain and return to Roland? Are those half-man half-breeds said to have been banished by the ancient gods? ”

The Grigg is speechless!

Without a doubt... these skeletons in front of you are clearly that kind of thing!

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There are a total of six skeletons in this room, and after Dewey has seen one by one, the first two are both small and thick... possibly dwarves. The three in the back are like some kind of Orc monster.

Surprise Dewey, it's the last one!

“Oh my God! Gwizard, come and see! It's a human being! A pure human being!!” Dewey shouted, bending over and kneeling beside the last skeleton.

From the shape, contour, features of the bone… this is clearly a human skeleton! Strange... why is there a human in so many monsters?

What's even stranger is that this human skeleton is shrunk away from the monsters, but rather shrunk away from the corners of the wall, where, from his position, he's lying, facing the corners of the wall, and his hand is still in a forward position.

Dewey gently stroked the skeleton, and he was surprised to find that the distinction was human, and that his skeleton was like those monsters... as if it had become metallic and very hard!

If a monster is born with a different bone than a human being, then it's understandable... but how did he do it?

Dewey was filled with mysteries and had to stay.

Suddenly, the Grigg witch walked behind Dewey, as if she'd found something: "Dewey! Look what's on the wall! ”

“Oh?”

Dewey looked at the corner of the wall. Surely, after being excited, there was an omission. At this moment, under the illumination of the magic gem in his hand, above the corner of the wall, it was actually a pattern carved out of something sharp!

From this deceased human posture, it seems likely that it was engraved before he died!

And... the pattern is very deep, three points in stone! There are no tools here, so it can be explained that… he carved them with the bones of his fingertips?

“This pattern...” The Grigg witch suddenly had an unusually strange tone.

Dewey stared closely at the pattern, and his eyes revealed a complex gaze, surprise, disbelief, even fear, and curiosity...

Because, of course, this pattern is a floating flag!

And among the flags, a skull with hollow eyes, as if laughing at people!

Bloody Skull Flag?!!

Bloody Skull Flag of the Witch King on the Prairie?!

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At this moment, Dewey's heart beats like a drum. How did the Skull Flag of the Witch King on the prairie appear in the underground secret chamber of the Governor's Palace in the capital of the Imperial Enforcement Province?

Is this dead human being from the grasslands? Are you a Shaman wizard?

And how do you explain these dead monsters?!

How can there be these exiled race creatures above the Roland Continent?

Finally, a clue, finally discovered by Dewey!

He tore open the bones of this dead man, and from beneath him, he found, on a sturdy stone floor, a few lines of small letters!

These lines are extremely grassy, and what makes Dewey even more depressed is that, obviously, the people who wrote these lines were a little confused before the end of the day - even the grass of the letters is fine, but even the words are confusing! It's the words of an empire, but it's filled with words that you can't understand - the language on the grasslands, I think.

Such a thing is very painstaking to watch, and it's even more mindless to watch.

This article reads as follows:

“The last trial was successful... but the results proved my failure, White River Sadness, my best disciple, you are the right one. Too bad I didn't realize that until this moment. Though unwilling, the last test object also died... (a string of words that Dewey could not understand)... The human body could not bear, I have proved this, with my blood and life... (another text that I could not understand)... I finally understood that you were right to take away the Wizard King, you are the most suitable candidate for the Great Snow Mountain, I am indeed a madman... but above the bloody skull flag, there should be my name! ”

The text here suddenly emptied a large piece, and this person clearly carved these out of his sharp fingertips of bone on the slab, which also had hidden traces of dry, residual blood.

Below are the long, long scratches dragged together, probably when this man wrote these, in extreme pain, his fingers grabbed a terrible deep fingerprint on the tablet!

The last piece of text is much clearer!

“If anyone can see these, then you will be my chosen one. I don't know how many years it will take for anyone to see this. Whether you're Roland, Prairie, or Orc, Elf, Dwarf… I'll give you the greatest fortune! The left corner of the room is four down five, and I've been hiding witchcraft under the tablet all my life! Whether you like it or not, if you learn it, you will be my fourth disciple!

In return, I will give you a heavy responsibility…

One day, on Snow Mountain, he told the White River that although he defeated me and took the position of the Witch King, I had never regretted having such an apprentice in my life! ”

Last Signature:

“The 364th Witch King of Snow Mountain, Goranhew, is out of pen! May the Holy Bloody Skull Flag bless me forever! ”

Dewey couldn't help but freak out after reading all this!!

Witch King? A former Witch King?!

The Neighboring Grigg witch also watched this article and looked up at Dewey, looking at each other for so long, both of them in strange colours.

The two silently sighed for a long time. Dewey smiled bitterly: "What a big discovery!! ”

Gerger stretched out his claws and scratched his head, grinning bitterly: “Well, this is the last words of a guy named Gulanhew, who was a former wizard king... he was defeated by his disciple, a guy named White River Woe, who was taken away from the position of Wizard King... and came to our Roland Empire..."

“Okay, Grigg Witch.” Dewey waved his hand, his smile was weird: “This last note, but it brought a lot of information... and a lot of questions! ”

“But a wizard king, how could he be in the Roland Empire? And still a provincial governor's office? Can you build an underground labyrinth with a pen this big?” Grigg wondered.

And Dewey frowned: “I can answer that question. ”

He pointed to the last payment on the tablet: “I happen to know the name Goranhew. ”

Then he slowly said, "When I came to the north-west, I looked carefully at the names of every governor and lord in the decades leading up to Desachon. And this Gulanhew, who took office 35 years ago as Governor of Tessagong Province, has been in office for over a decade... just after the last Empire and Northwest War, he died! And he, the last governor in the history of the Empire, was the province of Dessardines! Thereafter, Dessardines became an aristocratic territory, then Governor Bohan, and now it's my territory… I happen to see his name. ”

Looking at the strange look on the mouse's face, Dewey said: “I saw it in the official archives of the Empire… you know, I've never forgotten a book. ”

“Help...” Mouse Grigg moaned: "A former wizard king who fell into the empire after losing his power can still explain... but how can he be governor? ”

“Well... I can't explain it.” Dewey shook his head.

What he doesn't know at this moment...

A Big Snow Mountain disciple in the Blue Sea can become a university student with great respect for even the royal family.

So, as a former wizard king, although it is a fallen wizard king, it doesn't seem surprising that with the vastness of such a powerful man, he enters the empire to conceal his identity and mix himself into a barren land on the brink of being a governor. Besides, the governor of a shithole like Dessard province, which is a hot potato that no one can escape from, mixing such an official position, is not too difficult for a strong man.

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The two glanced at each other and the mouse Gerger witch jumped up immediately: "Hurry! That thing under the tablet! Didn't the Witch King say he left behind what he had learned all his life... witchcraft? I can always be very interested in the witchcraft of the savannah shamans! ”

However, as they opened the slab, they were both stunned.

This wizard named Goranhew did not lie, he did leave his witchcraft behind. This is a booklet, apparently soaked with some kind of drug, and it has not rotted or destroyed.

But... the text above, Dwight and Gwizard can't read a word!

“is the text of the prairie.” Grigg sighed: “We need to translate. ”

Dewey smiled, and he smiled dangerously: "Translate? Don't forget, it's just outside the city now, more than 20,000 prairie cavalry... can be a translator, but there's more than enough! ”

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